Views : 105,516,666
Genre: Music
Upload date: Jan 6, 2015 ^^
Rating : 4.973 (14,951/2,190,352 LTDR)
RYD date created : 2022-04-09T21:56:57.913289Z
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I'm sitting in a field right now, all alone, and this song happens to be suggested. I feel the straws swaying with the wind and in tune with the melody of this piece. I feel like this song touches my veins. I love it. It will become my song of loneliness, with which I will allow and live all my emotions that I suppress every day.. 🤍
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My sister really liked this song before she passed away.
My sister like a rose, so vibrant and so fair,
A joy to those around her, with love beyond compare,
Her laughter like a melody, her touch like a prayer,
A light that shone so brightly, now lost to the world's despair.
The illness came like a storm, raging through her soul,
And though we fought with all our might, we couldn't keep her whole,
She slipped away so slowly, like a leaf in winter's toll,
Leaving us with broken hearts, and an empty, gaping hole.
In the stillness of the night, I feel her presence near,
A whisper in the breeze, a feeling so sincere,
But the pain of her absence, is a wound that cannot heal,
A sorrow that I carry, with every breath I feel.
Her memory lives on, in the beauty that surrounds,
In the flowers and the trees, and the gentle, soothing sounds,
But the ache of her loss, is a wound that still astounds,
A pain that never fades, in the heart where love abounds.
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This song made me cry. Sitting in a flight leaving my country to work in a foreign land, missing my wife and daughter, realising I wouldn’t be seeing them for several months…all my bottled feelings poured out sitting there in a plane surrounded by unknown people about to leave my country. Don’t know what is it about this song, but I was lost in my reverie of thoughts and tears.
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I first heard this song a few years ago. It was the Spring that my parents announced their divorce and it would be the last Summer I’d spend at my childhood home. I was cleaning out and repainting an old shed on stilts we had in our backyard that we played in as kids. I wanted to use it as an art studio for the next few months. As I was dusting, the door and window open, cold spring air coming through, I found little critters waking up. Wasps, mainly, which I normally wouldn’t have a soft spot for, but they looked so feeble and helpless. They clung onto my wet rag, drinking from it, and I would carefully set them outside, one by one. This song was playing on my headphones and it perfectly touched the way I was feeling at the time, bittersweet but hopeful. I still come back to it, especially in the Springtime, because it sounds like fresh air and new beginnings to me.
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Translation:
I will leave you notes
Je te laisserai des mots
under your door
En-dessous de ta porte
Below the singing walls
En-dessous de les murs qui chantent
Close to where your feet pass
Tout près de la place où tes pieds passent
Hidden in the holes of your couch
Cachés dans les trous de ton divan
And when you're alone for a moment
Et quand tu es seule pendant un instant
pick me up
Ramasse-moi
when you want
Quand tu voudras
Kiss Me
Embrasse-moi
when you want
Quand tu voudras
pick me up
Ramasse-moi
when you want
Quand tu voudras
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Je souhaite partager mon histoire, sûrement pas pour m'identifier aux autres, mais plus pour y laisser une marque de mon histoire en commentaire sur ce magnifique son qui est un œuvre d'art ✨.
Il y a 1 an de cela je me baladait avec mon grand père sur l'une des plus belles plages de Bretagne avec les bateaux qui dérivait sur le bord de mer, avec le champ des mouettes qui retentissait sur la plage, ainsi que les vagues qui frappa les rochers qui donnait au paysage un magnifique charme 💫.
Mon grand père m'avait dit : une vie ❤️ tu en a qu'une seul mon garçon c'est pour ça qu'il faut que tu fasses ce que tu veux vraiment faire, voyager, découvrir d'autres pays, et c'est comme ça que tu trouveras ta propre personne, au fond de toi ❤️.
Ça ma été les mots les plus touchant qu'il mais fait part 🕊️💖
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3h da manhã
eu me via perdida em seu olhar
seu cheiro
seu sorriso
suas palavras
seus gemidos
eu supliquei aos céus que me deixasse ter aquele momento todos os dias da minha vida.
hoje
3h da manhã
eu me vejo perdida,
dessa vez, na saudade que não sai de mim juntamente as lágrimas,
tentando não lembrar onde fica cada uma das suas pintinhas,
infelizmente eu ainda não esqueci os seus detalhes (ou felizmente).
numa tentativa falha de não suplicar mentalmente que alguém me chame pelos mesmo apelidos que você me deu,
só pra mim ter a incompleta satisfação de escutar mesmo que não seja na sua voz.
smp sentirei sua falta, eu te amo
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Je te laisserai des mots
(Je teh la-sEh-rey deh moh)
En d'ssous de ta porte
(on-soo deh tah por)
En d'ssous de la lune qui chante
(on-soo deh la loon~ kee shan)
Tout pres de la place ou tes pieds passent
(too pray deh la plas oo teh p-Ey pass)
Cache dans les trous de temps hiver
(Cash-ey dAn ley troo de tEmp hee-ver)
Et quand tu es seule pendant un instant
(Eh ck-wan too es s-ool pen-dan oon ens-tan)
Embrasse-moi
(Em-bras-eh mwah)
Quand tu voudras
(Kwa-nd too voo-dra)
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BLOND BOY
3 years ago
When u drop the homies home and switch to the music u like...
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